Intro (Hope) - JT.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Omer Fedi/David Biral/Denzel Baptiste/Gamal Kosh Lewis/Jatavia Johnson
[00:00.063] 作曲 : Omer Fedi/David Biral/Denzel Baptiste/Gamal Kosh Lewis/Jatavia Johnson
[00:00.127](Oh, oh)
[00:04.871](Oh, oh)
[00:10.395]Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
[00:13.912]Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss they game
[00:16.672]Moved away from home, hoping shit change
[00:19.729]Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain (Oh, ah, hee)
[00:22.236]
[00:22.987]Bitch I’m still mad from twenty years ago
[00:25.500]Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
[00:28.299]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[00:31.093]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[00:32.848]
[00:33.852]Rent pay is due, but my shoes new
[00:36.116]Now I’m rapping, bitch
[00:37.635]Who the **** you talking to
[00:38.889]I was off his ass, coochie alligator bands
[00:41.964]Whilst you were laying on your back
[00:43.219]Stuffing bottles up your ass
[00:44.473]These niggas ain’t shit, words from my auntie
[00:47.549]Eight mugshots, niggas still beg to **** me
[00:50.310]Bitch I’m too rare
[00:51.597]Like it wild with some palm trees
[00:53.355]Bitches never play in his face with my palm b
[00:56.115]Thеse are facts, ask the bitchеs on my block ow
[00:58.873]Was parked at a stall, with pieces in my socks
[01:01.384]And I’m still hot, in the summertime clock
[01:04.150]Made it to the top, yeah I swear I’ll never stop
[01:07.208]Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
[01:10.470]Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss they game
[01:13.480]Moved away from home, hoping shit change
[01:15.990]Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain (Oh, ah, hee)
[01:18.011]
[01:19.264]Bitch I’m still mad from twenty years ago
[01:22.023]Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
[01:24.784]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[01:27.320]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[01:28.632]
[01:29.887]Who would have thought
[01:30.639]Me, JT, would be sitting at a wars
[01:33.939]I was just in cell 3
[01:35.442]Now I still alone, with those solo symphonies
[01:38.204]Champagne glasses, Ferragamos on my feet
[01:40.963]So fresh, so clean and I made it from the dirt
[01:43.728]Can’t understand a muse when the bitches serving turf
[01:46.734]I won’t bend, and I won’t fold
[01:49.495]Mwah, no bars found, hundred thousand sold
[01:51.281]
[01:52.337]Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
[01:55.852]Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss they game
[01:58.863]Moved away from home, hoping shit change
[02:01.624]Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain (Oh, ah, hee)
[02:02.879]
[02:04.391]Bitch I’m still mad from twenty years ago
[02:07.159]Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
[02:09.922]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[02:12.696]Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope
[02:14.207](Oh)
[02:17.713](I)
[02:21.857](Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope)
[02:24.375](Young, Black, and lost, but never lost hope)